Ronan's POVThe courtyard was crowded by the time I returned and several warriors stood near the entrance with their arms crossed, making no effort to conceal their displeasure.I climbed the steps leading to the packhouse and looked over the gathering."Is everyone here?"Garrick approached, his expression carefully controlled. "Everyone has been summoned.""That wasn't my question."He glanced toward the far side of the courtyard, where a few stragglers were hurrying toward the crowd. "They're coming.""Then we'll wait."A young warrior stepped away from the others and approached the steps. I recognized him as the man who had tried to block my entrance earlier, and judging by his expression, he hadn't spent the intervening minutes reconsidering his attitude."You've made your point," he said. "Now tell us why you've dragged everyone out of bed."I studied him. "What's your name?""Caleb." He answered."Caleb, if you have something to say, say it properly."He glanced at the elders b
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